I immediately refused the food. "I may be tired but I never eat take out." I said, staring at his face.
He didn't say a thing, he glared at me. His face was cold and menacing, I feared him of course but I know for sure that he won't hurt me but why won't he?
I only mentioned it casually, why did he take it so seriously? I wondered
I cleared my throat, "I mean I will..." he walked into the kitchen with heavy steps. He turned the whole food into bowls and plates. "Seat." He muttered calmly but that was commanding.
"Why are you nice all of a sudden.?" I asked finally, but he didn't say a thing. "Seat." He whispered again.
Not wanting to provoke the thug, I sat down. The eating was quiet and cold. In a second, he stood up and walked into the room.
I knew he wanted to take a shower.
He did that every time we were done with every meal.
He stopped sleeping on the couch and never allowed me to sleep there either. It felt weird sharing bed with a stranger I have grown fond of. We barely talked but his presence in my life was something I couldn't understand.
I waited for his arrival, I didn't have his contact, but he always got his way to me. There was never a time he never returned.
As soon as I was done eating, I cleaned the whole place and went to the bedroom. I knocked but he didn't respond. I think he did that on purpose but for what reason? Even when he's naked, he would never say a thing but would allow me to walk in on him naked. He had a nice built body though.
I entered the room, 'gosh', he turned his back. Omg...it was to kill for.
As soon as he stepped out, I couldn't take my eyes off him.
His dark hair relaxed on his forehead, droplets slid down his sharp jaw.
His Adam apple moved as he swallowed. His eyes darted around.
I guess he was looking for something.
Looking at his broad shoulders
My eyes followed the water that ran down his abs.
I gulped down my saliva.
My breath became hot and eruptive.
His abs down to his abdomen, I couldn't help but salivate. Goodness, "Can you stop eating me with your eyes.?" He said irritated.
Startled and ashamed, I ran to the bathroom. "The pictures of his naked body began playing in my head.
I shook my head trying to get a grip of myself. Was I lusting after him? Or was I crushing on him? I couldn't tell but I was drawn to him somehow. Was it lust or crush?
I had no answers to that question.
Confused in thoughts
"What had Jude done to me?" I wondered.
Slowly entered the shower. It was uncomfortable dressing when he was inside, most of the time he leaves the room but sometimes he pretends as if I wasn't human.
He laid down on his side of the bed. With my shorts, I walked into the bed, his face facing mine. He gulped down his saliva and turned his face to the other side. A smile creeped on his face but why was that?. My heartbeat quickening.
He turned his back, moving towards me. "yo you want me?." he whispered.
My breath hitches, "What do yo...you mean?." My voice quivered.
He crawled over, his breath brushing against my cheeks.
My breath froze, "What did you say?" I panicked. A smile creeped on his face. He leaned closer, our faces inch apart.
My heart rose and fell intermediately. Gosh
He smirked and said, "Weren't you craving my body?"
I couldn't think or process any thought at that very moment. I stayed quiet. As if I was giving him a go ahead answer.
He removed the quilt covering us...my long legs in view. He stared at my legs.
I hurried up, "What do you want to do?" my face twisted in fear. Uncertain of what he would do next. Yes I admit he was damn good looking and his body? Oh no it can't just be described, It just as it is.
I ran from the bed, my tense hand grabbing onto the doorknobs.
I didn't know why but he started laughing loudly.
This guy was good and playing with me, he did that on purpose. I frowned.
"Why are you running away?...Am not interested in your tiny body, you could die under me." He said shamelessly.
I couldn't shake off the feelings that he was teasing and testing me.
But I have long fallen for this man.
I stood there not knowing if to go back into the bed or leave the room, but one thing was certain. He would never allow me to leave the room.
Gently I walked into the bed, I guess he was already asleep. I quietly covered myself with the quilt, looking at his firm chest, his throat, his captivating lips, he was the true definition of alluring dangerous temptation.
